Boom boom boom!
The sound of a strong heartbeat kept ringing.
I saw Su Qin sitting cross-legged quietly, with his eyes slightly closed. Within hundreds of meters around him, the air began to distort faintly, and a surging and far-reaching force continued to breed and gather.
"call!"
At this moment, Su Qin took a deep breath, and all of the endless vitality of heaven and earth poured into the forbidden area of the back mountain, turning into a phantom like a huge funnel, which was quickly absorbed and swallowed by him.
Time passed slowly.
Earth-shaking changes also took place in Su Qin's body.
Under the ternary unity of body, spirit, and internal force, Su Qin's internal organs, every piece of flesh and blood, and every blood vessel began to rapidly transform.
If it is said that the first-rank grand master has already begun to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, then the fruit status of 'Arhat' is completely superior to all living beings.
Each statue of 'Arhat' or martial arts myth has already surpassed ordinary human beings in essence.
"Arhat fruit bit."
"It's finally done"
Su Qin slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils are dark and deep, as vast as the starry sky of the universe.
Su Qin stood up and looked at his hands.
At this moment, his physical body has completely crossed over to another level, and he can spontaneously absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, without the need for external food to supplement energy.
Those who really reach the level of energy-eating are immortal.
In addition, Su Qin felt that as long as he had a thought, he could control the vitality of the world for several miles nearby, and his gestures were like the power of the world.
Whether it is the fruit status of 'Arhat' or the myth of martial arts, the most powerful means is the power of heaven and earth.
For a first-rank grand master, even a first-rank Dzogchen who has transformed three times will still be afraid of crowd tactics. If he is trapped in an army of millions, he may be forced to die.
Of course, there is no Jue Ding Yipin who is so stupid as to take the initiative to jump into the siege of a million troops.
But the fruit status of 'Arhat' is different.
At this level of existence, unless they are strong at the same level, they will not be afraid even if they are besieged by many people.
"It's been ten days?"
Su Qin sensed it carefully, and then he knew how long it had been since he broke through.
Originally, Su Qin thought that his breakthrough would only take one night at most, but he didn't expect it to take such a long time.
"It's time to go out."
Su Qin's breath quickly subsided, and within a moment, there was no difference from before the breakthrough.
After reaching the realm of 'Arhat', Su Qin's control over the physical body has reached an unprecedented level.
soon.
Su Qin left the forbidden area of the back mountain and appeared on a green path not far from the handyman's courtyard.
"Huh?"
Su Qin found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of Shaolin Temple at this time.
The Shaolin Temple disciples who came and went had panicked looks on their faces, as if they were facing some kind of crisis.
"How to do how to do?"
"The magic gate is closing in, can the abbot and the others stop it?"
"Whether it can be stopped or not, as the orthodox sect of Shaolin Temple, how can I be afraid of the devil's door?"
The two Shaolin Temple disciples said a few words in a hurry, and then rushed towards the Daxiong Palace.
"Demon Gate?"
Su Qin frowned, and his spiritual thoughts seemed to spread in all directions like water waves.
After stepping into the realm of 'Arhat', Su Qin's divine sense soared dozens of times. It used to cover only a few tens of feet, but now it has covered hundreds of thousands of feet.
After a while.
Su Qin sighed softly, and also walked in the direction of the Daxiong Palace.
Not long.
As soon as Su Qin arrived at the Daxiong Palace, he was stopped by the inspecting monk Zhenzhi.
"Zhenguan, why haven't I seen you these days?"
Zhenzhi just asked casually, and then fixed his eyes on the field.
At this very moment, outside the Daxiong Palace, everyone from the Demon Sect and the disciples from the Shaolin Temple confronted each other.
"You bald donkeys, if you are sensible and obediently submit to my demon sect, maybe your lives will be spared."
A man with a gloomy face sneered.
"The remnants of the Demon Sect!!!" The head of the monk's academy was furious and shouted angrily on the spot.
The heads of the other courtyards all looked dignified, and all their eyes fell on a man in a black robe.
The black-robed man had a deep aura, and just standing there made one feel breathless.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha, why do you have to press so hard, Demon Lord?"
Huiwen clasped his hands together, looked at the man in black and said.
"snort!"
A hint of sarcasm flashed across the face of the black-robed Demon Lord: "Huiwen old bald donkey, I give you two choices, one is to surrender, and the other is to destroy the family!"
The voice of the black-robed Demon Lord was not loud, but it resounded in the ears of every Shaolin Temple disciple.
immediately.
Many Shaolin Temple disciples flushed with anger.
"Namo Amitabha."
Abbot Huiwen took a light step and stood in front of the crowd.
Shaolin Temple, as the world's great school of martial arts, has been passed down for thousands of years, how could it be possible to surrender to the Demon Sect
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will come to experience your supreme martial arts, Demon Lord!"
Abbot Huiwen said this.
The expressions of the other heads of the hospital changed.
There have long been rumors in the world of martial arts, that the Demon Lord has already taken that step and became a first-rank master.
Although Abbot Huiwen is also a first rank, if he fights against a top first rank, the result can be imagined.
Although Shaolin Temple said that there are foundations left by the arhats of the past dynasties, most of the foundations have been incomplete with the passage of time. It is no problem to deal with ordinary first-class ones, but it is whimsical for such a top-notch one as the Demon Lord.
"Abbot, no."
"Yes, you must not fall into the trap of the Demon Sect."
The heads of the hospital said eagerly.
"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
Abbot Huiwen shook his head slightly.
Now the strongest person in Shaolin Temple is Abbot Huiwen, if he doesn't stand up, who can stand up
Although there is still a mysterious senior monk in Shaolin Temple, but until now, that senior monk has not appeared, maybe there is some kind of concern.
At this time, even if Abbot Huiwen knew that he was not the opponent of the Demon Lord, he could only bite the bullet.
"Like an ant."
The demon lord sneered, raised his right hand, and took pictures at will.
In an instant, the terrifying devilish energy boiled and enveloped Abbot Huiwen from afar.
Pooh.
Abbot Huiwen retreated three steps in a row, and the last mouthful of blood spurted out.
The abbot of Shaolin Temple, a dignified first-rank grand master, didn't even catch the demon lord's move.
"Abbot."
"Abbot, are you okay?"
"The remnants of the Demon Sect, I will fight with you."
Countless disciples of Shaolin Temple felt sorry for each other, and the heads of the temple immediately supported the abbot.
"It's okay, I'm just hurt."
Abbot Huiwen's face was as pale as paper, and he said in a trembling voice.
The demon lord should have kept his hand from the move just now, otherwise, even if he survived, he would be seriously injured and dying, and it is impossible to stand still.
"Shaolin Temple is over"
Seeing this scene, the heads of the various courtyards felt extremely cold in their hearts.
Just now they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, thinking that the devil might not have taken that step as rumored in the Jianghu.
In this way, Shaolin Temple may still have hope to repel the Demon Sect.
But now it seems.
Even Abbot Huiwen, who is a first-rank grand master, couldn't block the opponent's move. The strength of the demon master was far beyond what Shaolin Temple could handle.
Under such circumstances, what should Shaolin Temple use to block the magic door
"Could it be that Shaolin Temple's thousands of years of inheritance will end at this moment?"
The head of the hospital trembled in his heart, and his face was full of despair.
After the black-robed demon master defeated Abbot Huiwen with one move, he didn't pay attention to him at all.
For him, he would kill even a first-rank peak master like Master Tianlian of the Tiantai Sect, let alone a first-rank holy monk like Abbot Huiwen
I saw the black-robed Demon Lord slowly walk nine steps, looked up at the majestic Daxiong Palace, and yelled violently:
"Unknown Saint Monk!"
"I know you are in Shaolin Temple!"
The sound waves of the black-robed Demon Lord resounded throughout the entire Shaolin Temple. Many Shaolin Temple disciples only felt their ears buzzing, and their spirits were in a trance for a moment.
"You killed my demon sect disciple, almost destroying my demon sect inheritance!"
"How can I ignore such a big enmity? Now, your life and death in Shaolin Temple is in my hands. If you don't come out again, I will kill every disciple in Shaolin Temple with my own hands!"
After the black-robed Demon Lord finished speaking, he stopped talking and stared closely at every place in Shaolin Temple.
For the black-robed demon lord, from beginning to end, the target was that unknown holy monk in Shaolin Temple.
As for the other disciples, even a first-rank student like Abbot Huiwen never paid much attention to them.
"Senior monks."
Abbot Huiwen's heart trembled, he didn't know whether the senior monk should come out or not
With the current strength of the demon lord, would the senior monks be opponents
If the ancestors of the holy monks are not opponents, the Shaolin Temple may really be completely cut off today.
"Senior monks."
A gleam of hope appeared in the eyes of many Shaolin disciples, as if a drowning person grasped the last straw.
However.
time flies.
The nameless holy monk mentioned by the black-robed demon master did not appear.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"What kind of bullshit holy monk, under the power of the demon lord, I'm afraid he would have fled long ago."
Disdainful smiles appeared on the faces of the demon disciples.
"Are you really scared?"
The black robe demon lord looked disappointed.
He walked out of the West Desert just to find the unknown holy monk in Shaolin Temple, fight with him, and then break through under the pressure of life and death.
But now it seems that it is obviously not possible.
"There is no need for Shaolin Temple to exist anymore."
The devil shook his head slightly, his tone was lonely.
Just when the devil was preparing to order the massacre of Shaolin disciples.
Sudden.
A calm voice sounded.
"You want revenge on me?"
next moment.
Under the incredible eyes of everyone.
A young monk in a gray robe walked out slowly from the crowd.
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